Friday, August 31, 2007

This and that

I received a digital camera for Mother's Day. It is in a box to be shipped for repairs as it stopped working. :(

The school year is nearly upon us, and my school room is not quite ready!

I am tired and my throat is sore, and my ears feel plugged. This is either from allergies, paint fumes, or pesticide fumes for the ongoing battle we have had this year with the fleas my dog brought in from her favorite sand patch outside.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Book Contest and free e-books

I was cruising through cyberspace when I was directed to the cyber home of S. William Shaw. I was delighted to find an offer for free e-books and a CONTEST for real books snail mailed. I have read several reviews of these books, and I am looking forward to reading them! For your own e-book copies, you can go here. To read a review of The Santa Mysteries, go to Book Reviews and More here.

H/T to Ebeth for this!

Friday, August 17, 2007

Just call me Grace.....

Well, graceful I am not. I have always had a tendency to walk into things, or bump into things, or swing my hand while walking and bruise it against a piece of furniture. I have broken both little toes numerous times by walking into furniture in the dark. Well, today takes the cake. I was carrying a laundry basket down the stairs to the laundry room in the basement. I stepped on...(are you ready for this one?) a gallon paint can. I was about half way down the stairs. I had the sense to let go of the laundry basket, but I still could not save myself from falling the rest of the way down the stairs. My children called their father to tell him I fell, and I laid on the floor until he got home to help me up. This was around 2 p.m.. Right now I hurt all over. I have bruises on my left arm, and my back is throbbing. Ah, well....palanca......

Dear Lord,
I ask you to join the pain in my body to your suffering for those people I have mentioned to you in my recent prayers. You know their needs, Lord. I pray for them both to become closer to you and able to let go of past hurts in their lives.


Sunday, August 12, 2007

I wonder

In the sixties, The Byrds had a song called Turn, turn, turn. It was based on Ecclesiastes 3:1-8. I wonder if a song like that could become a pop music hit in today's world. People seem so jaded that they might think the simplicity of to be trite. It is my experience, however, that the words of Ecclesiastes hold true, even today.
There is an appointed time for everything, and a time for every affair under the heavens.
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to uproot the plant.
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to tear down, and a time to build.
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them; a time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces.
A time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away.
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to be silent, and a time to speak.
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. "

"To everything (turn, turn, turn)There is a season (turn, turn, turn)And a time for every purpose, under heaven"

I am at a point in my life where my oldest children are no longer living at home. This is bittersweet. I remember when they started kindergarten. I cried when they went off into the school building. My ODD moved out this past week in order to take advantage of an educational opportunity. I cried. I imagine I will cry periodically, and as time passes, I will cry less often, but my children will always be those little ones in my heart.

Thank you for the opportunity I have had to learn from these young people. As they have grown and changed, so have I. Please continue to refine me, Lord, to be the servant you deserve, and continue to work in them to perfect them and bring them closer to you.